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Jack's Morning Challenge!

All week our Big Lad Jack has been working on a challenge: To NOT get up at daft o'clock, NOT wake the whole house, and generally be a little less anti-social in the mornings. He was to stay in his bed and try to go back to sleep until we fetched him at 7am (apart from going to the loo, that's obviously ok, but needed explaining to Jack)

The reward: To stay up till 8pm on Fri & Sat.

Honestly, I didn't think he'd make it. But he does really want to stay up later. Some of his school mates stay up till 8 while we still have him in bed about 7pm, no later than 7.30. Frankly he needs the sleep through the week and gets super moody by Thursday evening if he's not had enough sleep, and by Friday he's a nightmare.

But he made it!

For 5 whole days I was allowed to be woken by my alarm! 5 whole days without "No you can't get up yet, go back to bed", without "Shhh! You'll wake your brothers" followed by both younger kids waking up and crying. Bliss!

It's all gone to his head a bit though. And somehow Tom & Georgie got to stay up late too. That wasn't part of the plan. I blame the Daddy. He let this happen while I got a minute to check Facebook & Google+:

How does he get himself into these positions?! What's it going to be like when we have 4 of them doing this, and the three we have now are that much bigger? Makes me very glad to be Mummy and not Daddy! I get swarmed on for cuddles and kisses!

It all went a bit wrong at just about 7.45 when Jack thought it would be a good idea to demo his Jujitsu on Tom. And he wasn't holding back. A few swift kicks to Tom's knee and I had to call an end to the night very abruptly. It's all just giddiness and Tom wasn't hurt - he puts on a good show but 10 seconds later he's fine - but I declared it bedtime.

I have said he could try again for 8pm tomorrow though,h e had earned it, and he HAD stayed up late tonight, by 3/4 of an hour. Tomorrow Tom & Georgie will go to bed as normal and Jack can have his extra time on his own with us.

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